On
Thanksgiving Weekend to family you’ll ride,
O’re
bridges, through Valleys and up the hillsides.
Don’t forget
football, for each game we choose sides,
For Saturday’s
Iron Bowl, we’ll all yell “Roll Tide!”
Gobble the
turkey and finish the pies;
Laugh with
the family ‘till tears fill your eyes;
Make Dad wash
the dishes, but tell him he’s wise.
Careful
while driving ‘cause there’s snow in the skies
For on this
great weekend we must not be cranks,
‘Cause the
original Turkey Day (when Pilgrims were Yanks)
Was a day to
share grace, shake hands and give thanks
For the
peace that was found between men of all ranks.
On this day
when we think so much about feeding (ourselves)
We should
practice goodwill, to you I am pleading.
Whatever you
do, though, this thought I am seeding
I am
grateful to you for all of your reading.
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